Tag: benevolent surrealism

Observational Items

I believe that it is not hyperbole to say that the existence, even in conceptual form, of the Chompr is the final clear sign that Western society has slipped completely into decadence. First of all, if you can’t hold a sandwich in your hand, you shouldn’t be trying to eat it. Second of all, you should be able to engineer… Read more →

It has come

After more than 18 months of contemplation, I have finally broken down and tracked down a copy of the Codex Seraphinianus for myself. The cover surprised me a bit–I was expecting something in dark colours, more like an old school leatherbound Bible, not something that looks like this: The insides, though, are exactly what I was expecting, except that the… Read more →

The Black Cab Sessions

Once again, along comes one of these things where my immediate reaction is “I can’t believe I hadn’t heard of this already.” I’m talking this time about The Black Cab Sessions: musicians record a single track, in a single take, in the back of a black cab, and the results are then webcast to the world. As they put it… Read more →


So, which would be more fun to leave visible on your computer in a full screen, kiosk mode, browser window: Now or Henchmen’s Helper? (Sometimes I wish I was in an office, just so I could engage in these small performances.)

A robot moose walks into a bar…

That’s Bullwinkle, the robot moose. No, seriously. A robot moose. Apparently the Natural Resources Department here in Nova Scotia uses him to catch people who are illegally trying to bag an endangered species. I ran into a story today–admittedly a story from a couple of years back–about this, and it just makes me laugh. It’s a short story, but pure… Read more →

It doesn’t matter if it’s good, it’s still genius.

So, we know that I like Revelations, especially some of the bits at the end, and especially including God’s no-modifications open license. We also know that I like Hal Duncan, and especially when he’s being his most over-the-top flagrantly intellectual. You might not know that I have a sentimental affection for historical surrealists and Burroughs, and thus, by extension for… Read more →

Truth Is Out Of Style

Many disparate things have come together to activate deeply stored things in my brain. First there was a PvP strip that actually made me laugh. My immediate reaction was to adopt the name “Muppet Jesus” for my career as a hiphop artist. Secondly there is the constant reinforcement from the world of politics that there is no use for objective… Read more →


Wow, I hope this is accurate. I’m totally willing to trade for the chaos to get out from under.

A Blast From The Past

You kids today with your webcomics, you don’t know how good you’ve got it. I remember the early 90s1, when getting a comic on the web meant puerile Space Moose sodomy jokes or the banal comedy of Doctor Fun. </crotchety> Seriously, though, there’s a wealth of great stuff out there today–no one could read everything being produced, and just keeping… Read more →

Robyn Tuesday

This post is in honour of my old pal Roach, a real fegManiac, and my pal EBOC1 who is about to have his first Robyn Hitchcock experience. I’ve got about a half-dozen Hitchcock albums, mostly from the 80s and 90s. I think I might have had one or two before Roach started campaigning heavily in favour of Hitchcock, and advising… Read more →

Doubly Entertaining: Telectroscope

Have you seen the Telectroscope? Hardly anyone knows that a secret tunnel runs deep beneath the Atlantic Ocean. In May 2008, more than a century after it was begun, the tunnel has finally been completed. An extraordinary optical device called a Telectroscope has been installed at both ends which miraculously allows people to see right through the Earth from London… Read more →

Their great chicken-bone and moonshine empire will rise again

I know you’re already seen this, but it’s just too good to let go by. My favourite bit references the hobo signs stuff we were looking at earlier this month: And they devised a secret language of signs and scrawls used to alert their passing brethren to danger or opportunity. A crucifix chalked on the side of a house meant… Read more →

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